[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjcyLjAwMDAwMC5UM05qWVhJLC4w/canterbury.regular.png[/img][/center] [hr] The ranger scans the room before taking note of the people present. From the aged baker to the crowd of soldiers playing a game of some sort with dice, a checkered board, and dice. All of them possibly had information regarding their saviors, but he held off his desire to question them and let them have their peace while eating. These guards deserved that much. He was not sure his other companions would follow suit, but he didn't feel hungry yet and didn't want to disturb the guards' period of rest and relaxation. So, instead, he looked at where Ettamri was seated and decided to alleviate her of the lonesomeness to an extent. With that in mind, the man walks to her table and gives her a simple greeting before taking a seat. He would have made a joke or quip about the snow or cold in general, but nearly dying last night made any lighthearted jokes or quips to be in poor taste. The ranger simply kept his mouth shut for the moment being and let himself be absorbed in the slightly cozy environment that the mess hall radiated. [hider=Inventory] [list] [*]Bow +1 x1 [*]Quiver (20 Broad Head Arrows) x1 [*]Arrow Bundle (9 Bodkin Arrows) x1 [*]Trusty Machete x1 [*]Hunting Attire and Cloak x1 [*]Wide Brimmed Hat x1 [*]Durable Backpack[list][*] Sleeping Roll x1 [*] Mess Kit x1 [*] Tinderbox x1 [*] Water Skin x1 [*] Dried Rations x7 [*] Coil of Rope (60ft) x1 [*] Small Hooded Lantern x1 [*] Spool of Fishing Line (150ft) x1 [/list] [*]Coin Pouch (3 sp, 3 cp) [*]Dagger x1 [*]Goblin Ears x3 [*]Small Pelt (Unidentified) x1 [*]Raw Meat x1 [*]Abom Pelt x3 [/list] [/hider]